The butler Ah Mu brought three people to Li Qianrui's room, where Prince Alk was also present, "Mr. Brown, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you once again."
"Prince, it's my duty," Mr. Brown replied politely.
Prince Alk held Li Qianrui's small hand, "Wanwan, if you have any dissatisfaction, just let Mr. Brown know."
Li Qianrui pouted her red little mouth and then sneaked a glance at Zhou Jin. She wasn't dissatisfied at all; it was this man threatening her.
Zhou Jin stood behind Mr. Brown, his deep, cold eyes fixed on her small face. Although his gaze was light, the sinister warning in it made her scalp tingle.
His aura was too overpowering; she had never seen anyone who could make people tremble with fear with just a look.
The more he acted like this, the more she disliked him.
Hmph!
"Princess, if there's anything you're unsatisfied with about the wedding dress, I can modify it," Mr. Brown said, taking out the design sketches.
